Scotland/Scots > Licht frae the smiddy o' Saunders Dinwuddie

No. X.
THE FEOZEN STREAM OF CHRIS¬
TIAN KINDNESS TO MINISTERS.
“ How goes the world with you, Saunders?—
thrivingly, I hope ?”
“ Gaily, I thank you, Sir. The warld is just
spinnin’ round muckle in the auld fashion. No
monyups and doonsin my life, Sir. I live cannily,
and cannie livin’ mak’s an evenly life. A man wha
gangs soberly on his ain twa feet is likely to gang
langer than a flichty fool wha’s aye tryin’ to flee.
A dizzy pow gars a man stacher, and vapours i’
the brain liftmenafftheirfeeta’thegither, andmak’
the coorse o’ some men’s lives as crookit andfu’ o’
zigzags as the wind charts o’ Captain Maury’s
geography o’ the sea.”
“You use similitudes, Saunders, and seem in¬
clined to be sententious and proverbial in your
sayings.”
“ My words. Sir, are like mysel’—a wee rough
and round whiles. There’s honesty in speakin’
as weel as in dealin’, and I like the man wha’s
words march in gude order, and dinna gang